“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
Voices were calling out to him from everywhere. Male, female, young and old. He could recognize them anywhere. His friends were calling him, as well as his enemies.
“*Glurg glurg cough cough gasp*” [Ryner]
However, he couldn’t see them because everything around him was pitch black and he was being drowned by dark figures.
“*Cough cough-“ [Ryner]
While having his arms and shoulders held by two humanoid shadows, his head was forcefully pushed into a squared-shape, wooden contained filled with water that reached his waist. They would keep him submerged for a dozen seconds before letting him resurface to catch his breath. This way, he wouldn’t die by drowning, but every time he would choke and cough from having water enter his lungs. Trying his best to control his coughing fit, he desperately breathed in as much hair as he could to endure another drowning session.
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
The voices wouldn’t stop calling him. They didn’t contain joy, sadness or anger as they said his name not too softly and not too loudly. They were cold, inorganic and painful to hear. Furthermore, as he kept being dunked into the cold water by his two inhuman captors, the voices were getting louder and louder and started echoing everywhere as if they were inside a cave. His ears were ringing from the cacophony and his head felt like it was being split in half.
“*Glurg gasp cough*” [Ryner]
Bubbles of air were once again starting to come out of his mouth before he got a window of opportunity to breathe when he resurfaced with a loud splashing sound. After choking, coughing and breathing, he stopped struggling and waited until they submerged him again. As time passed, he had stopped struggling altogether because only in the water could he escape from the dreaded chorus of emotionless voices. It brought him more pain than drowning ever could. But, as he looked inside the container with his hair sticking onto his dripping wet face, expecting to see the crystal clear water, what entered his sight froze him completely and chilled his bones.
“No…! No!!” [Ryner]
The liquid had turned a deep crimson red and lumps were floating here and there. They were the limbs and heads of children. His personal bathtub was now filled with blood and the body parts of kids no older than ten.
“I-I didn’t mean to-!” [Ryner]
The heads that had their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyelids and stared at him all at once. The mouths that would never speak again slowly formed words as their lips parted. The hands and feet that would never move again were twitching and stirring up the pool of blood. Ryner recognized them. He would never forget them no matter what. They were the other kids in that insane facility that had trained him when he was a normal human. They were the other kids that died because of him.
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
“Ryner.” [???]
And with the same inorganic tone, they were calling for him to join them.
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” [Ryner]
He tearfully screamed at the corpses before him, trying to drown out the other voices that never stopped sounding out around him. Guilt and sadness filled his chest as he tried to convey his feelings to them, but his two torturers didn’t give him any more time as they held the back of his head and pressed it down, straight into the container filled with blood and small body parts. With his vision filled with crimson, he watched as several long, white arms suddenly appeared from the bottom of this twisted bathtub and grabbed onto his head.
These limbs that were as pale as chalk pulled him downwards and dragged him with them further and further below. The two shadows had let him go as if it was all planned and his entire body now fell inside the blood-filled container. More arms appeared and held onto his shoulders and arms. They kept dragging the struggling Ryner as it seemed like he was inside a bottomless abyss with nothing in sight.
Just as he was about to run out of oxygen, his surroundings that were dyed red turned completely dark as all the blood disappeared and the white arms vanished as well. He made a short fall before landing on what seemed to be the floor and slowly got back on his feet. He stood there in total darkness while looking around him, waiting for the next thing to pop up. It was then that he noticed his sudden change in appearance. He wore shiny black shoes, deep black trousers, a beautiful, white work shirt with an extravagant black vest on top and draped over his shoulders was a long cape of a crimson red that had black lines grouped together on his back.
With the red background, these lines drew a rose which was his family crest that he made up when he lived as a half-blooded vampire. Vastly different from the plain, simple and worn-out clothes that he was used too, every single piece of clothing from this expensive getup was made with the finest materials as Ryner now gave off the elegant and mysterious air of a noble befitting the race of the night. Recognizing his current attire, he stuck his finger in his mouth to confirm his thoughts. Sure enough, two sharp fangs were among the upper row of white teeth and if he could look in a mirror, he would have seen that his right eye was still white, but his left eye had turned red and his appearance was that of a man in his mid-twenties.
All of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain run through his chest that made him stop moving. Coughing blood, he moved his neck to look downward while groaning and saw the slim blade of a sword stabbed into his body with his white shirt slowly turning red.
He slowly looked up with great difficulty and his eyes opened wide as he stopped breathing. Before him stood a gorgeous woman wearing a black dress that had a red rose on the chest and anger clearly visible on her beautiful face as she held onto the hilt of the sword with her right hand. She had long blond hair flowing down to her hips as well as red eyes that were burning with wrath and, if one looked carefully, moist with a tinge of sadness.
With those menacing eyes and fangs that peaked from between her lips as she gritted her teeth, any weak-hearted man would have fallen on their behinds while trembling in fright after seeing such an intense glare. Even if it was a nightmare, seeing this pure-blooded vampire again brought him both joy and sorrow as tears welled up in his eyes. But, his feelings weren’t mutual since, to her, he was a traitor that she had to kill to protect her kingdom and, more importantly, to get revenge for the wrong he had done her.
“Evie…” [Ryner]
After a few seconds of silence with the two standing still, he painfully whispered her nickname, something that only he ever called her with. In response, she pushed the sword in his chest all the way to the guard and looked at his face with their noses almost touching as she spoke in a cold voice.
“Die you traitor.” [Evelyn]
His eyes opened wide as he gurgled up blood. Even though he didn’t react much when he was skewered by a sword, he now made an expression filled with agony upon hearing her words. More and more blood flowed out from the wound as it dripped on the ground and formed a small puddle at his feet. His shirt had turned completely crimson. The daughter that killed him, Evelyn, was now once more taking his life.
“I’m ashamed to be your daughter.” [Evelyn]
Like spitting venom, her voice full of hatred caused him more suffering than a thousand blades. As he intently stared at her face with blood spilling from his mouth, he slowly made a self-deprecating smile. This outcome was to be expected after what he had done and said to her. Weakly moving his arms, he brought them around her back and hugged her tightly. Evelyn didn’t react as she kept her grip on the sword buried in his chest, but he didn’t care. Rather, he was thankful that she wasn’t fighting back. Right now, all he wanted to do was to say one of the many things that he should have said back then, but was too stubborn to speak it out loud.
“I’m *cough cough* … I’m sorry…” [Ryner]
To this daughter that had grown up to become such an outstanding person, he wanted to say it once.
“*Cough cough* … I love you…” [Ryner]
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Ryner slowly woke up from his slumber as he stirred in bed. Although the pain from the last scene of his nightmare was gone, it reminded him of the time when she really did stab him in the chest. The pain, along with the grief of having his daughter go through such a painful experience quickly came back to him and it was tearing at his heart. However, his thoughts were cut short and the welling emotions receded when he finally realized something. His eyes that were filled with tears couldn’t see anything and his head seemed to be held down by someone. His face was pressed against something soft and warm and his arm was clamped down by two equally soft things.
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“Mn… Ah…” [Maya]
He soon figured what it was when he heard a female voice above his head every time he tried squirming his way out.
“(Oh right, Maya has been sleeping with me for a while now.” [Ryner]
It’s been three days since he agreed to sleep with her instead giving her a lap pillow all night long. Although he had trouble falling asleep the first time, he eventually became more comfortable with sleeping with her since she didn’t say anything whenever she woke up only to see him in tears and she didn’t do anything to him, which included assaulting, stealing as well as killing. So, he didn’t have any trouble drifting to dreamland the next day, or in his case, nightmare land. But, this situation was troubling for him. Maya always hugged onto his arm as they went to sleep, but now, while lying on his side, she was firmly hugging his head to her chest and his left arm was tightly clamped down between her legs.
His face was pressed against her big breasts that changed shape every time he moved and his arm was held between her soft, fleshly thighs. He could feel her warmth and smell her sweet scent as she stuck her body onto him while sleeping. Right now, Ryner was in an envious situation, but he was actually thinking of something else entirely.
“(Was I drowning because her breasts were in my face? Was I being held down in my dream because of her too? And I can’t even blame her for it… That’s annoying.)” [Ryner]
She had confessed to him, so he didn’t want to indulge in such pleasure with her so lightly. Although he didn’t believe in romantic love, he had seen numerous couples who were willing to give up their lives for each other during his countless lifetimes. In his eyes, it didn’t look like the usual hypocrisy, but the genuine article. Not believing in love but respecting love was one of the many contradictions that lived inside him. That was why he respected her feelings and didn’t want to use her adoration for him as an excuse to satisfy his lust. He didn’t believe anymore that such a love would really happen to him, but he had repeatedly seen proof that it did exist… for other people anyway.
As such, he gently tried to escape without waking her up. However, the more he moved, the tighter she held onto his head. So, he first focused on freeing his left arm as he exerted more force into pulling it out. But, she still didn’t let it go. He then proceeded to loosen his arm from her grip by pulling it towards him, away from him and towards him again. It was similar to the trick for pulling swords out of the ground with more ease. First, stab the sword in the ground to widen the hole and then pull it out.
“Mn… Mn… Mn~…” [Maya]
It worked as his arm was being freed inch by inch, but with the sensation of her entire body pressed against him, he didn’t notice that it was rubbing against her sensitive part.
“Mn… Mn… Hya~… Ah…” [Maya]
While trembling, Maya strengthened her grip on his head and arm, so he moved his arm faster in response.
“Ah… Mn… Ah… Ah… Mn!” [Maya]
As her grip got stronger, so did his movements. Eventually, his face was completely buried between her breasts that were squeezed with great elasticity and he started to lack air. Moreover, the sleeping beauty pushed her hips against him as if to get a better hold on his arm.
“Mn…! Ah…! Mn~! Ah! Ah!” [Maya]
If he didn’t escape soon, he would die from suffocation by breasts, an envious but sad way to go. Giving up trying to escape without waking her up, he did his best to move his right hand that was being crushed under his weight to try and pull away her arms wrapped around his head while roughly moving his left arm. But, even though he should have superior physical abilities, she still wouldn’t let go.
“(T-this kid?! Is she using body strengthening in her sleep?!)” [Ryner]
Although he tried to call out to her, he could only let out some muffled sounds that didn’t seem to reach her. In fact, talking only made things worse since each time he opened his mouth to say something, Maya’s body would tremble and his face would be pressed against her breasts even harder. Forward, backward, forward backward… His trapped arm was rapidly moving between her thighs as he struggled in her arms, but he couldn’t break free at all.
“Mn! Mn! Mn! Mnah! Ah! Ah!” [Maya]
As her voice got louder and Ryner could finally hear how it sounded rather erotic, he realized what sort of situation he was in exactly.
“(Huh? Isn’t this like…? Crap!)” [Ryner]
He instantly stopped moving and instead repeatedly tapped on her arm as he tried to wake her up. But, instead of meeting his expectations, she started to sway her hips back and forth while panting and blushing.
“Haa… Haa… Haa… Master~…” [Maya]
The moment she called out to him in a daze, she slowly opened her eyes that seemed to be hazy and saw a head of unkempt black hair held to her chest.
“…!” [Maya]
Realizing the situation as her eyes opened wide and regained their focus, she quickly let him go, which allowed him to breathe again, and sat up on the bed. Before he could do or say anything, Maya had already jumped out of bed with her face still flushed and was awkwardly walking towards the door without looking back.
“I’m sorry Master, but I’ll be heading back to my room to change.” [Maya]
After saying so in a rare, panicking voice, she hurriedly made her exit with her tail standing up straight, leaving behind a confused Ryner who was expecting her to apologize for her actions nonchalantly and tease him with a carefree smile.
“… What’s with her?” [Ryner]
While Ryner was tilting his head with puzzlement, Maya had just returned to her room and was leaning her back against the door.
“(Th-that was close!)” [Maya]
Her cheeks were still red and she was panting as if she was out of breath.
“(Although I expected this, but to think it would be this strong…!)” [Maya]
Hugging her shoulders, she felt as if her body was burning up and her mind went blank for a moment when she saw Ryner. Her body had moved on its own in her sleep and didn’t listen to her as it tightly held onto him. Even though she always made sure to only hug onto his arm, she woke up to find herself forcing his head between her breasts and squeezing his arm between her thighs. If she had stayed in that room with him, she would have lost control.
“(Thank goodness I didn’t attack him while we were sleeping.)” [Maya]
Most likely, he wouldn’t forgive her for it. Feeling relieved that it only ended at that, she took deep breaths to calm her rapidly beating heart and walked towards the drawer next to the bed to take the hairbrush. Her hair that was still in a braid was half undone from sleeping and needed a good brushing. Sitting on the bed, she let her long dark blue hair down and proceeded to brush it so that she would look presentable in front of Ryner.
“(This… May be harder than I thought.)” [Maya]
She had only ever joked around with her master since he had rejected her already and she didn’t want him to hate her, but with the intense heat in her abdomen that didn’t want to disappear and her head filled with what happened a while ago, she didn’t know if she could keep herself in check until it was over. With her furry, pointy ears twitching and her face blushing red, she tried to unsuccessfully clear her mind as she focused on the task at hand. Although her hand didn’t stop moving, she was imagining what would have happened if she had stayed there.
“(I really want to… But I don’t want him to hate me.)” [Maya]
For the sake of staying by his side, she had to show him that he could trust her even in his sleep.
“(His arm was rubbing against me there~… No! I can’t!)” [Maya]
So, no matter what, she had to resist the urge to push him down in bed during this year’s mating season.
“(But… I want to mate with Master~.)” [Maya]
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*Author* Chapter production will be going back to normal now. So, they'll come out once a day, or every two days... At least I'll try. It's fun, but it takes a while to write.